Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Just leave me alone. At this age, I know what's going on."

Qiao Nian looked at him deeply, looked away, and zipped up the backpack: "Okay."

"How are you going to go back later?" Master Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, but was afraid of her persuasion. After all, he didn't have much time and couldn't spend time sleeping.

Qiao Nian carried her satchel with one hand and turned around: "Someone is here to pick it up."

Master Cheng smiled and said, "It's Young Master Ye."

Qiao Nian said generously: "Yes."

Master Cheng waved his hand: "Then I won't send you out. I'll do this experiment again and wait for the results to be sent to you."

"good."

Qiao Nian was not pretentious and reminded him to take his medicine on time, then took his things and went out.

Master Cheng's laboratory outside was also built underground. In addition to the underground experiments, a large courtyard with red bricks and green tiles was also built above.

In December, the leaves of the sycamore tree were in full bloom. As soon as Qiao Nian went out, he saw the big G that had been parked at the door for who knows how long. This was Ye Wangchuan's recently purchased car.

The engine was modified by Zhang Yang.

The man who was about 1.8 meters tall was leaning against the car. His smoky gray coat was hanging down from his thighs, and he looked like an aristocratic young man.

Ye Wangchuan was looking at his cell phone with his neck bent, and he probably hadn't noticed that he was out yet.

Qiao Nian was about to walk over when she raised her eyebrows and saw three women not far away. You pushed me, I pushed you, and leaned over with an embarrassed blush on her face.

The most beautiful woman in the middle was pushed out to represent her. She raised her hand to cover her lips, coughed slightly, and spoke softly with a pair of loving almond eyes.

"Handsome guy, are you alone?"

The man looking at his cell phone raised his head, probably feeling disturbed. Ye Wangchuan looked at the person who spoke coldly with shallow creases at the corners of his eyes.

"Waiting for someone."

The three women were embarrassed. You looked at me and I looked at you. You could tell that they were not the same person.

However, I finally met a handsome guy of this level on the road. The handsome guy also drove a Mercedes-Benz G. No one was willing to give up such a good opportunity.

The woman in the middle pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, then pretended she didn't understand and took out her phone: "Just add WeChat."

When Ye Wangchuan was a teenager in Beijing, there was no shortage of people from the opposite sex asking for WeChat. Even in school, he was often blocked at the door and asked for WeChat.

He had long been used to this kind of scene. He raised his thin eyelids and raised his thin lips slightly. He was about to refuse: "No..." There was no mobile phone.

Three words haven't been finished yet.

Someone came over and spoke for him.

“His girlfriend doesn’t want him to add other people’s WeChat accounts. ”

Ye Wangchuan's eyelids twitched when he saw Qiao Nian coming out at some point. He raised his hand to press down his peaked cap, revealing a cold white wrist from the cuffs of his sweater.

A man stood in front of him, blocking three people.

She didn't compare herself to anyone.

The temperament is one of a kind.

The three women were obviously a little less imposing. The woman in the middle looked at Qiao Nian with an embarrassed expression and said, "Who are you?"

Qiao Nian took out her ears, raised her face in surprise, and asked her, "Isn't it obvious?"

The meaning is clear, can’t you see?

Even if the three of them wanted to play dumb and were asked about this, they could only walk away and say: "Sorry to bother you."

Qiao Nian watched the three of them walk away. Then he looked at the culprit, his eyes roaming over his smoky gray coat and the turtleneck white sweater underneath.